This morning left the Gete and the fertile valley behind and headed back up into the mountains. Just a 4 hour walk brought us to the lake sitting at the foot of an immense wall of rock over which we need to treck tomorrow. For today we camped by the lake with its emerald green waters still and silent beside us. The rocky terrain was not the ideal spot for a tent but the view was outstanding. In the evening the muleteers made their usual music with the pots and pans to send us to sleep. Just after sunset the moon rose over lake bathing the whole valley in soft eerie light.